In their eyes, this Ding Dadao is a waste, and he is also a waste who has a close connection with his own family, as long as he can take out the money in his hand and put it in his own pocket, they don't care about the rest of the things at all.

Even they had some snickering joy in their hearts: they originally thought that the living Ding Min would be able to sell for some money, but they didn't expect that the dead Ding Min could be sold more expensive than the living one, why didn't this little girl die earlier!

With this in mind, the Fang family brought Ding Daodao, who was desperately resisting, back home, and smoothly helped Ding Dao sign the reconciliation letter in the hospital.

Ding Daoguo, who was taken away, was found starving to death in his rental house half a month later.

Since then, both the hospital and the set have returned to calm.

Only the director of the original play sometimes sighed secretly: In fact, although this Ding Min is young, he is a very dedicated stuntman, who would have thought that he would die so easily, it is really unpredictable!

After Ding Min's death, his soul did not go to the underworld, but always followed her father Ding Daodao.

So when Ding Min saw that Ding Daoguo was starved to death in order to cry out for her, Ding Min suddenly went crazy, even if she couldn't be reincarnated forever, she wanted her father to live peacefully to old age.

Seeing this, Jin Qing sighed: Why are the clients of every world so hard, can't there be a plot with more positive energy!

707 replied to her: "Hehe" Who do you think has red roots and seedlings, and people who have a smooth life to old need to counterattack?

Jin Qing didn't speak, but moved her fingers silently, only to find that she couldn't even lift her hand now.

Jin Qing had some doubts in his heart, this matter seemed to be a little wrong!

Just when Jin Qing was puzzled, he heard a few people next to him whispering: "This little girl doesn't seem to be dead, it's illegal for us to do this!" ”

In fact, not only did this little girl not die, but all the indicators of her body have returned to normal.

For an injured person who fell from a height, such tenacious vitality was simply unprecedented.

The most unbelievable thing is that they just made emergency rescue measures for this girl in the ambulance, who would have thought that just after fixing the other party's lumbar spine, the other party's waist bone began to heal quickly.

This speed of recovery is simply refreshing the doctors' worldview again and again: this is really unscientific.

At this time, a slightly calm middle-aged man's voice sounded: "The patient is already brain dead, you should prepare for the operation, and the operation will start immediately!" As he spoke, it was as if he had already given Jin Qing a death notice.

As soon as the words fell, I heard the voice of a young girl next to me: "Director Cui, now that the anesthetic is only half of the normal measurement, do you want to increase the measurement." ”

And the man known as Director Cui reprimanded the girl: "This patient is already brain dead, we just need to guarantee that the person can't move, an overdose of mázuì will affect the activity of her organs, even if the transplant is successful, there is a great possibility of rejection, didn't you learn it in school, you still have to ask me such a simple question!" ”

Hearing Director Cui's reprimand, several assistant doctors in the operating room were silent and silent, for fear that Director Cui would transfer his anger to himself.

After the young girl was scolded, she was obviously very aggrieved, and she only heard her choked up: "I'm sorry Director Cui, I know it's wrong!" Then he hurried out of the operating room.

Jin Qing opened his eyes and found the huge shadowless lamp on his head, as well as the screen bracket covered with a white cloth under his neck, and then he reacted in hindsight: The brain-dead patient they talked about just now won't be Lao Tzu!

Finding that Jin Qing opened his eyes, a doctor who was standing next to Jin Qing's head and was observing Jin Qing's heartbeat was suddenly startled: "Cui, Director Cui.. The patient's eyes are open! ”

The doctor was so frightened by Jin Qing's reaction at this time that he stammered, and he couldn't even speak.

Director Cui was drawing a line on Jin Qing's chest at this time, and when he heard this exclaim, he froze, and then looked at the doctor with unkind eyes: "It is a normal physiological phenomenon for brain-dead patients to open their eyes, what is there to make a fuss about." ”

The doctor looked at Jin Qing, who had turned his head to him, his lips moved slightly, and then looked at Director Cui, who was still busy behind the stent, and swallowed: Is this really the case, how does he think that this patient does not look like brain dead at all, but like a demon asking for his life!

At the same time, Director Cui found that Jin Qing's fingers and toes were moving.

Director Cui's eyelids jumped, and he hurriedly turned his head and asked the assistant next to him: "The donor is ready, start the organ transplant operation immediately, you go and notify the ward to push the recipient over." ”

At the same time, Director Cui also turned around and went to get the medical treatment, no matter what, this operation must be done today.

As for the others, there is no need to know so much, they just need to know that the patient is brain dead.

At this time, the doctor standing next to Jin Qing's head had bent down uncontrollably and came to Jin Qing's side, wanting to hear what Jin Qing was saying.

As a result, he only heard two faint words: "sb"

Doctor: "He doesn't know if this patient is brain dead, but this person is really dead!"

At this time, Jin Qing, who had gradually controlled her body, jumped up from the operating table: this kind of nerve mázuì medicine is really irritating, and it took her so long to regain control of her body.

As Jin Qing jumped up, various instruments on the operating table fell to the ground.

All the doctors present were stunned by Jin Qing's actions at this time: What's the situation.

And Director Cui, who had just taken out yǐmí from the shelf, was also stunned: this patient should have been asleep until the end of the operation, and then he was sent directly to the crematorium, why did he wake up so quickly.

And he is so alive and vigorous, it doesn't look like he fell from a high altitude at all, what the hell is going on with this person.

Jin Qing lowered his head and looked at his completely naked body from the neck down, and reached out and pulled the white cloth around his neck: This group of bastards actually put a scarf on themselves, is this going to play the eighteen bans!

Director Cui reacted first, looking at Jin Qing standing high on the operating table, Director Cui shouted: "This is the natural nervous reaction of a brain-dead patient, you should quickly hold her down and hurry up to operate!" ”

Jin Qing: "..."Lao Tzu should do something to make you feel that Lao Tzu is still alive!"

The assistant doctors next to him: "Are you kidding us?"